It hits different when it's you

Chapter 10*

* A little filth warning, but not really.

"I wish you hadn't taken this all on yourself, I thought you knew you could talk to me" his soft words were spoken directly into your ear it was hours later and you were all talked out on the matter.

You'd sunken further into his body and further down on the couch, he'd taken his jacket off hours ago and it was now around you.

"Please I don't wanna talk about it anymore" his lips pressed to your cheek in a tender kiss. The softest of sighs left your mouth at the single press of his lips.

"I've missed you" your voice was low sleep creeping up on you.

"You don't need to do that no more" his hand that held your hip and squeezed firmly and you nodded in reply pressed tightly against his chest.

"Let's get you to bed, it's late" you nodded again not making the effort to move

"Let's sleep here" you mumbled against the soft feel of his T-shirt. He shook his head with a chuckle.

"Bed." He said simply. Was it an offer or a command, when you didn't move he started too.

"T, I'm comfy" you pouted against him as he continued to jostle you about.

"You'll be comfier in bed" and with that he stood up lifting you into his arms, you gasped as he smiled at your reaction.

He cradled you to his chest like a newlywed husband carrying his wife over the threshold.

When he got to your room he pushed the door shut with his foot before placing you down softly on the bed you'd shared with him.

He knelt down in front of you his hands sliding over your calves, and to your ankles where he slipped off your socks. His hands moved over the zip through hoodie of his you had on, you watched him carefully trying to get a read on the moment. Your heart was beating fast and he was simply taking care of you, but you missed the familiarity of his touch the comfort and rush it gave you at the same time.

"Where are your pjs?" His hands rubbed along the outside of your thighs, leaving warmth in their wake.

You twisted around on the bed careful to not lose his touch as you reached up to your pillow you pulled out a T-shirt of his, one that skimmed your arse as you wore it something he was sure to appreciate. You moved your hands to the hem of your top pulling it up over your head, his eyes fell immediately to the bra cupping your breasts. The shyness that washed over you had you slinking on his T-shirt quickly, when you felt his fingers dip into the band of your leggings the sharpest breath filled the silence of the room turning your cheeks red as he smiled down at you slowly freeing your legs to show him the skin he missed so much. Shuffling as he looked his fill of your legs you freed yourself of your bra beneath his shirt much to your own amusement as he shook his head never understanding how easily you could do that.

"You good?" God how many times had you long to hear those words since you were apart.

"Yeah" your words were light, so was your head the near nakedness you'd found yourself in with him again. He stood up from the knelt position of taking your leggings off and your hands grabbed hold of his.

"Stay with me?" Your tone was desperate your fingers weaving between his, he looked down at the doe eyed expression you gave him. 

Taking the time to really study your face your blue eyes shone with the tears you shed this afternoon but they were brighter then when he'd first arrived, theirs a slight flush to your skin he knows you hadn't expected to rush out those words that they were more your internal thoughts. Your lips formed the slightest of pouts he knew you didn't even realised the way you pursed them as you looked up at him.